Today’s pandemic has us all going through change. Many are loosing friends and family to the disease. Some become ill and recover. All of these situations crack open the human population, bringing us all to our heartfelt pain.
Westerners are accustomed to quick fixes and recoveries. With our global condition, we must wait. We sit with our feelings in the best of situations. Grief lines daily activities as we assemble ourselves best we can, taking account of the risks and connections in our life.
Grief comes in many forms. A thorough experience of grief brings us to our humble core. Witnessing within, the nothingness of loss empties us to our essence. Listening further can bring a heartful opening. The little glimmer of light stirs, then fires, until it blazes.
Below, a poem reminding us that our grief can bring us anew.
If grief can be a doorway to love,
then let us all weep for the world
we are breaking apart
so we can love it back
to wholeness again.If grief can be a doorway to love,
—Robin Wall Kimmerer, 1953 to pres., Professor of Environmental and Forest Biology, SUNY College of Environmental Science and Forestry, Potawatomi Elder
then let us all weep for the world
we are breaking apart
so we can love it back
to wholeness again.